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llamagoddessofficial · 2 months
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In the diver au, do the sirens still come to see MC even when she isn't diving? Asking because I am terrified of SCUBA diving
Dw anon, as someone who actively enjoys scuba diving I am ALSO afraid of scuba diving. Y'all will never catch my ass below 10m
Sans: He's careful not to appear too often. He doesn't want her to start suspecting he does little else but wait for her to return to him. But yes, he does sometimes come to see her, even when she has no plans to dive - sometimes she just likes to go out on a boat with her buddies, maybe to be their surface guy, maybe to fish, maybe just to hang out. Either way Sans will be there. He circles the boat, maybe even pulls up alongside it... he's always all smiles, all whistles. He likes playing tug-of-war. He tolerates the presences of her friends; Sans knows that humans never dive alone, and if her friends start disapproving of him or seeing him as aggressive she might not get in the water.
Sometimes, he returns lost items to her when he comes to the boat. Fumbled kit from previous dives. Most of the time it's genuinely lost stuff, but occasionally, he actively steals things from under her or her dive partners noses only to 'return' them later and gain favour. Her friends like him, they're none the wiser that he sees them purely as obstacles in the way of his beloved. He only has eyes for her.
Red: Of course he does. Diving or no diving, she's cute and he wants attention. He'll show up and circle the boat like the shark he is, laughs and non-serious shouts of "your boyfriend's here" go up from her buddies; if she doesn't go greet him when he surfaces he literally rocks the boat, aggressively bumping the hull until she relents and comes to interact with him. He always has such a smug look on his face. If he's seen one of her friends getting a bit too chummy with her recently he might only show up to target some harassment their way - kicking up water at them, snapping or deliberately tangling their fishing lines, or even pulling the line himself so the whole rod eventually goes flying into the water. (Of course, they're only getting that back if she asks)
He likes that she's more confident on a boat. In the water, she's mindful of the fact that it's his territory, but if he's misbehaving on the surface within arm's reach she'll reach out and smack him on the skull. Those whacks are the highlights of his week.
Skull: She never sees him when she's not diving.
But... that doesn't mean he's not there.
In the day, he lurks below the surface, below the boat whose hull and engine hum he's memorised. He listens to the muffled sounds of her laughter.
... And at night, he can be far, far closer than she realises.
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whats-this-mustelid · 8 months
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Oh man, I really didn't want to make any comments about anyone not associated with SAF while I've been doing this, but this was such a bizarre comment I couldn't not share it
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violet-moonstone · 6 months
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Heather 😍
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Heather asserting dominance
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bixels · 3 months
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Rewatching Better Call Saul with my partner (their first time) and man. Jimmy x Kim but as Startrix... So easy to imagine GG20s Stella and Trixie pulling stupid scams and hustles on chumps and running away with their money giggling and kissing.
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mommybites · 1 month
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The embarrassment and humiliation will forever give me the greatest pleasure of any scene I’m running. Having to pull their hands away as they fruitlessly try to cover their face, their need. Spreading their legs wider as they whine in such a sweet song. You always look so beautiful when your face is rosy with blush and your cheeks stained with tears, my dear ♡
Now try again, and don’t hold anything back from me.
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catadromously · 3 months
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here. go listen to body to flame by lucy dacus.
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kanaede-kun7 · 6 days
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low res but A bram stoker for my bram stoker
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nerosdayinanime · 2 months
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currently obsessed w the image of giyuu just grabbing sabito's face. squish his face in one hand and wiggle em around bc sabito just lets him
#tomioka giyuu#kny sabito#giyuu#sabito#sabigiyu#sabigiyuu#loserboy giyuu posting#loverboy sabito posting#holding his chin & moving his head this way and that. tilting it up to him or turning it towards him instead of whatevers in front of them#both hand hold cradling his face or brushing one through his hair & tilting it back. sabito just following along every time whatever it is#slow moments when theyre bored not doing anything in particular. in the middle of an argument while theyre still baring teeth at eachother#out in the town and giyuu wants his attention. after a mission looking over for any injuries#sabito yelling @ someone & about to start throwing hands. late at night when giyuu cant sleep & studies him instead#giyuus not vocal and hes not as touchy-feely as sabito is but hes not scared of/averse to touching him#sabito loves it. hes usually super averse to hands coming at his face (too close a call with death) but giyuu would never /ever/ mean harm#he never for a moment feels scared or threatened when giyuu grabs his face#quite the opposite- he feels the most secure in his best friend's hold. even when theyre mad or yelling at eachother#even if giyuu's hand left blood from his fatal wound streaked across his face as the edges turned black#even if giyuu's fingers ended in black claws with too sharp teeth smiling down at him#mm that turned a little darker than originally planned. but u get the idea sabito trusts him & giyuu would never ever break it#also giyuu trusting sabito to not think hes weird for whatever abnormal things he does. sab thrives in it actually#he understands giyuu in a way no one else would & whatnot#giyuu: [grabs him sweet face] [wiggle wiggle]#sabito: [is wiggled] :3
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cave-monkey · 26 days
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Six Ears, and being left.
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ghosttrolls · 2 months
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my first attempt at drawing her <3
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citrus-soda · 3 months
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^ teaching my frog how to deck a guy
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| | | Fred Rockin that B-Boy Style | | |
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boo-pin · 2 months
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The Patriarchy || Valentine's Day 2024
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deejayponethree · 3 months
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I don't often do fankids but this design wouldn't leave my head
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youareunbearable · 9 months
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I always see these posts about Maedhros and Elwing, like yes both leap to their deaths clutching a Silmaril and I adore the foil allegories, but what of Maglor??
My tiktok feed has been playing that one fan Odysseus song, the "get in the water, or ill raise the tides so high all of Ithaca will die" song, and I cant help but just picture Maglor, at the ends of his rope, covered in Ambarussa's blood, the youngest son of Feanor again after spending an untold amount of time being the second oldest, just going still and deadly at Elwing
Hes no Luthien, no half Maia that can pluck at the threads of reality like one can a harp, but he is the best Singer of the Noldor, and depending on who you ask, of all of the First Born. One of the only Sons of Feanor with an affinity for water while the rest burn, but that doesn't mean he can't become a rolling boil.
Once the final breath of Ambarussa escapes their lungs, oh the Scream Maglor will have let go. Just as a drowning person will grasp at anything to keep them afloat, even to the point where they may drown their rescuer just to keep their head above the waves, Maglor’s scream PULLS
All the water surrounding this costal city would Lurch, would rush and flood and crash upon the city walls. The streets, already run red with blood, would become knee deep blood pools. These red rivers would part before him and his echoing dirge, his siren wailing, the bloody waves would lap at his feet with every step he would take up Elwing's tower.
He would corner her, eyes blazing with the same light that she clutches desperately to her chest, to her heart, and Maglor wouldn't care about the Jewel, he's already lost so much to it that if he held it himself he would just toss it into the waves anyways, let it sink to the black depths where it belongs.
No, Maglor would pin her on the balcony, block her exits so all she can see is the blood stained water seeping around his feet, inching towards her, and the furious roar and crash of the raging ocean behind. He would hum, a disarming little song, and the waves seem to surge upwards, reaching towards the tower balcony on beat. The spray of the waves would splatter across her back, would mist Maglor’s face, the salt of the ocean mixing with the salt of his tear stained face. He would look at her, dripping in water and blood, both of his brothers and his enemies, and he would sing one little line, a command more like.
"Get in the water"
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